Multiverse Mastermind: Starting in Naruto

Chapter 919: Chapter 692: The Patriarch of the Uehara Race—From Beginning to End, I Alone!

The weather was clear.

Under the warm sunshine, the Soul King Palace’s death gods couldn’t help but feel a chill; the world they saw had been completely overturned.

"As you can see..."

Uehara Naraku withdrew his gaze from Orochimaru and looked at Aizen Sousuke’s face, explaining with a light smile, "Since Kabuto and Gin are both my subordinates, naturally, so is Mr. Orochimaru."

"From the very beginning?"

"Yes, from the very beginning."

Uehara Naraku slowly nodded and said softly, "Do you remember the legend of the Hollow World? The so-called Uchiha Madara pursuing Orochimaru was essentially just to help Mr. Orochimaru clear the troubles of the Hollow World..."

"...I understand now, thank you for clearing it up."

Aizen Sousuke’s face still forced itself to remain calm.

But if even Orochimaru was Uehara Naraku’s subordinate, then the Arrancar Legion created by Orochimaru might not still be loyal to the Hollow Night Palace...

Aizen Sousuke’s eyes flickered slightly, looking at the Arrancar Legion flying towards them, glancing briefly over these Arrancar Hollows controlled by Orochimaru and now positioned behind Uehara Naraku’s throne, until they landed on Coyote Starrk...

Wait a minute...

Coyote Starrk?

How could the leader of the Espada also be someone from the Uehara Race?

Aizen Sousuke’s eyes scanned Coyote Starrk and the other Espada, who hesitated for a few seconds under his gaze and then resolutely followed Coyote Starrk to stand behind the throne...

In an instant...

Aizen Sousuke became a solitary figure.

Orochimaru and the Arrancar Legion had all betrayed him!

Clearly, Aizen Sousuke had once commanded an Arrancar Legion capable of shaking any organization in this world, only to lose all his subordinates in a matter of seconds...

This...

Is a bit too much, isn’t it!

The captains of the Guardian Court Thirteen Squads couldn’t help but feel a sense of sympathy in their eyes as they looked at Aizen Sousuke. Wasn’t this Master of the Hollow World too pitiful?

Who could have imagined that all of Aizen Sousuke’s subordinates were actually spies for the enemy, meaning he had been under enemy surveillance the entire time...

Moreover...

Is there something wrong with the Uehara Race?

If just one Arrancar Hollow had been a spy, that would be one thing, but why send out so many spies just to monitor Aizen Sousuke?

This is just...

Was everyone but Aizen Sousuke a spy for them?

How is this even possible?

"Coyote Starrk is one too..."

Aizen Sousuke’s eyes gradually took on a dangerous glint as he looked back at Uehara Naraku: "Since Starrk is also one of your subordinates... then... Ulquiorra..."

"Just as you thought."

Uehara Naraku calmly nodded, smiling as he continued, "In retrospect, it was quite amusing... All the assassination plans Captain Aizen hosted were under my surveillance... Captain Aizen even tried to use Ulquiorra to play the victim role in front of me... But when I saw Captain Aizen’s performance back then, it really entertained me."

"..."

Aizen Sousuke’s fingers unfurled again.

Although Aizen’s expression still maintained calmness, anyone could sense the suppressed eruption of Aizen Sousuke’s spiritual pressure, making such a matter hard to accept calmly...

Looking back now...

The past Aizen Sousuke seemed like a clown!

Even with the assassination plan going very smoothly, and Aizen Sousuke himself felt satisfied that the plan made Uehara Naraku trust him more...

However...

In hindsight, everything had been within Uehara Naraku’s vision, and the young patriarch of the Uehara Race had been watching Aizen Sousuke’s cloaked performance, unsure whether it was out of ridicule or mockery...

Aizen Sousuke squeezed his fingers, and a cracking noise came from his knuckles, indicating his mood wasn’t great...

It’s quite natural.

Back then, Aizen Sousuke had always believed he had Uehara Naraku in the palm of his hand, not realizing it was he himself who had been in someone else’s grasp all along...

"There’s no need to hide your anger anymore, Captain."

Uehara Naraku smilingly opened his palm, sincerely advising, "Just as you controlled Kurosaki Ichigo’s life in your hand... so has your life been under my control...

Since I heard your name and about you, I’ve had people monitoring you in secret. From the time you entered the Central Spirit Arts Institute, I’ve always had reports of your every move, including how many grains of rice you ate during meals..."

As he spoke, Uehara Naraku’s smile grew even brighter: "Unfortunately, you grew too quickly, almost discovering the trackers’ presence... To shake off your suspicion, I had to redirect your doubts onto Mr. Orochimaru."

"That was a wise decision."

Aizen Sousuke slowly nodded, his spiritual pressure gradually stabilizing, continuing softly, "In that case, all the intel I received about the Uehara Race was false, and your age... isn’t that of the supposedly newly appointed young patriarch of the Uehara Race..."

No need to speculate any further!

Aizen Sousuke pondered on how the Uehara Race always hid their legacy, concealed their patriarch information through the generations, and kept all their history covered...

Even the Thirteen Deadguard Seat Officers hadn’t shown any signs of betrayal!